Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1887-11-08

"Wh, i dunno, tAia WIZ b~fe-
"llere she comss nov ~iih the milk
pals. 81. can answer you better than
can"
And to Mary Bell herself Mrs. Mstti.
son, flied Nth the desire for originality.
urfolded her scheme. :.
.you needn't be bashfal. you know.'
said Mr.. Ma,ti.on. "ws'd make every
allowance for your being shy and back.
ard. and our folks aia't particular. III
you could ,iog Nancy Lee nov. OF
'Pssk.s.boo. or some such good, high
pitched thing. we'd take IL kind. My
son Hora,io would pay you dollar and
IL would ,ou o be practice Tor you.
Next Monday week"
Mas Bell he.iisied . momen'.
"Do you msan." saia she. "ihs' they
would pay me q dollar"
YES" said Mrs. Ma,iison. bsAm!ns
v tn eonseiou. generosity. III, Is good
p,ies. I know. bat the Slsekvills folks
never va, mean"
'"Y,s. I will come" said Miss Bell
quietly. .,
"Oar choir l. dra,ful nice folks. said
Mrs Maiti.on. "You musin', mind Mrs.
C.p,aia Clo..--,hs's The soprano-if she
|, a little sirish. Her voice is thought
dreadful sigh, Of. Hannah Hall is the
con,r.lio-and there's Ferdinand Jones
and my Hora,ic. You will like them all.
Now. ~hsn can you come and pr.e'ies' !,
II turned out. however. that MI" Bell
did no, come GU, and practice a. a'i.
Mrs. Dodd's rheumatism grew worse, and
the new hired man didn't arrive until the
very Mondsy morning. Mrs- Captain
Closs tossed her blonde. elOssly-efimPed
head. -,
III ,ha, girl ,poils the eoneer' !, viii
be Mrs. Ms,,i.on's fault" she said. III
never Ia my life heard anything 80 out
rseeos. a. q stranger forcing her way In
TO Gu, entertainment. Who knows
vheths. can sing no,s' Anyhow
wash my hands Of the whole thing!
..Mi.. Bell, from New York, looks
Kind o coed In the paper We nailed upon
the church door" said Hora'io. II dare
say she'll be better than nobody.
No, q soul 10 the audience. however
va. prepared Coz the Wild bur', OF mleOdy
With ~kich Mary Bell greeted them on
the nigh, Of the eoncert.
81 declare said Deacon Broadhead'
eva. ,hs, 'Twieksnham fsrry' II
don, sound no more like the 'I~ieksn'
ham fsuy' ,ha, my Elii. sings than u II
wsrn't no blood relation
"shs sing, like lark said old h''
Small. wiping her eyea 1T docs m'
good TO listen 10 her.
IL, may be fine singing said Mrs
Captain Close, "bai don't believe 10
these loud. scr,eehing voices. Give me
cultivation, say l.
at .ia't The way Ne vers broush, W
TO sing" said Mis-. Hannah Hall. "Any'
how, 1, would have been only Poliisns''
for her TO come on aud make the sudisnc'
. courtesy, With them npPing their um'
bt,ll..h.ndls. OF ssin the hOo'.'
"Pnp. she ". ba'hfal. suggested
Deseod Bfo.dhesd.
"Non.en.,," said Mrs. Captain Close,
iipon the whole. Slsekville eoaldn'
decide uhs,hsr IL liked Mary Bell OF not,
She had certainly started them out OF
their apathy; bat they were . little
ashamed Of having been thrown Cd ihsil
guard. And they universally agreed
,hs, ri, wasn't VIA, they had been used
10"
Bat the sl.ekvills choir succeeded 10
raising iu twenty-five dollars from the
proceed. Of the concert. and they went to
New York and "pu, up" At the modest
establishment, Of Deacon Midgef'
widow.
And after their supper Of bears ADD
cold eorned.bsef. and a powdered variety
Of bakers sweet cake. that somehow aug
s,.,sd the idea Of Pharsoh's mummis''
they &c, forth TO the Academy Of Music,
Uora,io Ms,tison and Hannah Hall lead
in, the way, aud Mrs. Captain Close fol-
loving with Mr.. Ferdinand Jones.
"Dsar me. VIA, crowd" said Mis-
Hall.
"And ho~ slegan, the ladies Ard
dressed, TO be sure said Mrs CAp'ait
Close with an uneasy glance q, her dyed
green silk gown-
And then the mad rush consequent up
on III. opening Of the doors. the squeeze,
the shrieks, the ge.,ieula,icns OF ushsr' and
the deliberate determination Of every
body TO &c, into somebody's else seat,
which eharae,erir.s the musical public
on asld.nigh,s. be they Of high or io-
degree. q,
"Only q concert tonight" said Mrs
Captain Close. 81 did s'Poss !, vas to
be the opera"
IL DON, matter what II is. 30 long a'
Si,nora Belloni's wonderful voice SCARED
upward like . silvef.dove. rising steadily
above the blsre Of the orchestra.
Mrs. Captain Close looked at Mr. MAJ,
ti.on with q bswildsred air: Mr.. Jone'
stared at Hannah Hall.
at can, be possible." said Mrs. Cap
tain Close.
"NO; it can't" cried Hannah.
.Bu, IL /. certainly shs!" said Hora,io
With the encor. sisnora Bslloni came
smilinsly forward and sang "Twieken
ham fsiry;" and as she sang ,he hHet
her dark. sparkling eyes full on thu
Slsekville choir.
Oaee more the ao~srs fell in drifts o.
snow and earmine around her; once mor'
the peal. ofsppl.use rose up; and Sisnor'
Bslloni retired smilingly from the stage
leaving the rural quarie,te more amaze
than EVER.
sl.ckville would hardly believe thu
news when the choir came back. Ths
the famous esn,s,rice. Sisnofa Bslloni
shonld have sojournsd 10 their mitsi Al
.Mi~ Bslr' seemed an impossibiliiy
ths, she should have washed Mr. Dodd''
dishes, and driven Glover and "SPoi'
tie" home in the autumn t~ilish's. VA
simply Incredible. =.
"Of course my name isn't Bslloni.'
the brilliant vocalist afefward told Mrs
1 MI ss-.skt., IN ssvth hut 0ood